I transformed into a little demon from Shituoling and was bound to the [Resentment Absorption System]. The kings eat people to make elixirs, and I can become stronger by secretly saving the dead souls. Until the day when the pilgrims arrived, I saw the most terrifying scene in my life: the monkey's golden cudgel was wailing, and the pig demon's nine-toothed rake was weeping blood. The Tang Monk who was sitting on the horse slowly peeled off his compassionate mask and smiled at me: "Little goblin, guess what, why do we only pick monsters with a backing to fight?"
